Disclaimer: I don't know why I must do this every time, it is very obvious that Harry does not belong to me, but those of you who are fools and don't know, ahem, Harry Potter is not mine. gaps Shock shock, horror, horror.

A.N Hey guys sorry for not updating much today. I had a serious case of "Couch potato-itus." But I'm here again, writing more for you lovely people.

Harry and Lupin weresat in the living room alone after Harry asked to talk to him. Lupin's greying hair was much lighter and there were deeper lines around his eyes. He looked as bad as Harry felt. It was obvious that the death of Sirius affected Lupin just as much as Harry, perhaps more.

"What's wrong Harry?" he asked heavily. He wiped his eyes and gave a deep yawn.

"Sirius said you have something to give me" Harry said carefully. Lupin looked mildly surprised but recovered himself.

"When did he tell you?" Lupin asked, Harry pulled out Sirius' letter and Lupin nodded.

"Ah, that makes alot of sense." he said.

Then he pulled out a wad of parchment and a pair of keys.

"Here you are then" he passed Harry the parchment and Keys.

Harry opened the parchment, it was a map and another letter. This was great, thought Harry, the map told him how to get to Sirius' house. His mind started planning a way to get there, he would get the knight bus tomorrow. Then Harry remembered his promise to Mrs Weasley, well maybe if he left a detailed letter, and promised to be back before long. That would work.

"The map, is a portkey" Lupin said, Harry looked up shocked. This made it much easier for him to leave. But he'd still have to get the knight bus back. Lupin looked at Harry searchingly.

"Harry, don't do anything rash. Now this portkey works on the hour every hour but Sirius' house is not protected. Anyone could find you there." Harry was about to protest but Lupin raised a hand.

"I'll talk to Molly, if you want to, you can go to his house, but I must insist that I go with you." Harry eyes widened then he grinned. He didn't expect that, he thought Lupin would tell himthat he musn'tgo at all.

"Great!" Harry said beaming as he stood up clutching the map and keys. Lupin stood up too and walked towards Harry.

"Don't hold this until I say so" He said as he took the portkey and put it down. "I'll talk to Molly and tell her we're going, we'll leave in ten minuites" Then he left the sitting room. Harry left too, he bounded up the stairs happily and was about to turn into his room when he heard crying.

He stopped, who was it? Loud sobs echoed throughout the hallway and Harry suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He strained to hear which direction the crying was coming from, it was upstairs, he walked quietly up the stairs and strained his ears again for the source, the echos made it difficult, but he soon found that it was coming from Buckbeaks room.

He reached the door to Buckbeak's room and turned the handle quietly. Inside was a small red headed figure crying uncontrollably into another red head's arms, only this red head was a teenage boy.

They had their backs to Harry so he could stay there fora moment. During his talk with Lupin he had completely forgotten about what he said to Ginny.

But as it all came back to him, he found himself smiling grimly to himself. He was not sorry at all for making Ginny cry. She had betrayed his trust, she went off behind his back and told his two best friends about something he should have to them himself. And he was going to tell them! He just needed time. But she ruined it. No he should not apologise, he should not feel guilty. It was right for Ginny to cry, to feel pain, to be guilty.

Harry closed the door and turned around, wondering why he felt depressed. He shook his head, and hurried down the stairs to his room. He needed to get his money, his cloak, a bag and of course his mirror, just incase Ron or anyone else from Headquarters needed him.

Ten minutes later, Lupin and Harry were in the sitting room holding a filthy parchement with Mrs Weasley in the corner looking disaprovingly at the two of them. "You will be careful wont you?" She asked worriedly.

"Yes Molly, don't worry, we'll be back before you know it" Lupin said calmly and before Harry could see Mrs Weasley's expression the sitting room went blurry and something pulled at his navel and he was carried away towards Sirius' house. Once everything stopped moving, Harry opened his eyes and pushed his glasses up again. He and Lupin stepped away from the portkey and took a moment to feel steady again.

The room they were in was a living room, with a small brown sofa, wooden floor boards and a large fire place. Harry looked at the painting that hung over the fireplace and his stomach dropped several inch's. His vision was right. "Hey Harry!" One of the two men said happily. The other turned to the first man, then looked back with a shocked expression at Harry.

"Harry? He's Harry? My Harry?" the man said in an unbelieving voice. Harry's mouth went dry. The man looked at Lupin. "Remus? Is he really Harry?" Lupin nodded smiling a little.

"It's good to see you again James and you Sirius" Lupin said heavily. Suddenly Harry felt faint, he sat down and breathed hard. He couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it, It was too much and with that thought he fainted.

A.N I know your thinking that Harry is weak, but you just put yourself in his shoes, to have two people you loved who died suddenly talk to you as if they were alive? I think you would do the same. More coming up soon. Don't forget to review!

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